rover at work - early morning
*on his way to his office, coming back from patrol.*
*rover almost rolled over a delivery sitting outside his door.*
*he pushed the box inside.*
*after much bouncing on it, he got it opened.*
*and quivered at its contents.*
*he was very pleased.*
*now he just needed to get them plugged in.*
*while he considered, rover checked his voice mails.*
*he gets voice mails.*
*which is funny considering he doesn't have a voice.*
*and he listens.*
*...*
*rover's never taught a class before.*
*did he have a tie to wear?*
*his homecoming suit perhaps.*
*maybe he should take his new zombie survival guide?*
*pulling out his typewriter, rover begins to bounce.*
*this time, very carefully.*
*it was for a class, after all.*
*but could zombies read?*
*rover would find out.*
*and he typed some more.*
*still very carefully.*
*rover almost rolled over a delivery sitting outside his door.*
*he pushed the box inside.*
*after much bouncing on it, he got it opened.*
*and quivered at its contents.*
*he was very pleased.*
*now he just needed to get them plugged in.*
*while he considered, rover checked his voice mails.*
*he gets voice mails.*
*which is funny considering he doesn't have a voice.*
*and he listens.*
*...*
*rover's never taught a class before.*
*did he have a tie to wear?*
*his homecoming suit perhaps.*
*maybe he should take his new zombie survival guide?*
*pulling out his typewriter, rover begins to bounce.*
*this time, very carefully.*
*it was for a class, after all.*
*but could zombies read?*
*rover would find out.*
*and he typed some more.*
*still very carefully.*